I was a teen flat-liner on the joy screenDead in the water of life as we knewYou offered me drink, I wanted more than a sipBut I couldn't let go of the straws I was clinging to

Giving it over, giving it overI was flat on my back, I'd slid 'til it hurtGiving it over, giving it overYou put my head in the clouds and my feet in good dirtMy head in the clouds and my feet in good...

Dirt Devils were crowding my headWith lies they spreadThey'd convinced me of what fools know isn't trueQuick as an Outkast rhyme you took me back in timeBack to the first love I ever knew

Giving it over, giving it overGot my broken heart healed and removed from its castGiving it over, giving it overYeah, I'm giving myself to a true love at lastGiving myself to a true love at last

You don't know where the wind's gonna blowAnd since you can't take it with youbetter give it away before you goYeah, I'm giving it over

Greed is the word, it's a verbWants to bind us allBind us together like a platinum trussGiving it over, giving it overI'm putting my heart into treasures that don't rustI'm giving it all over to a face I can trust

You don't know where the wind's gonna blowAnd since you can't take it with youBetter give it away before you goYeah, I'm giving it over